"An extremely apt association!" Osmanthus Tree sneered with a trace of mockery. "The Temple of War's statues portray the God of War as a tall, burly, handsome, godlike man. But in my memories, the God of War... you can think of him as a wild boar standing upright? Or perhaps a rhinoceros? In any case, he was exceptionally ugly!"
Lin Qi gave a strange laugh. Osmanthus Tree's words had utterly shattered Lin Qi's fantasies about gods.
Tearing away that thin veil of mystery shrouding the gods, these so-called gods turned out to be this sort of thing? Look at the God of Laws, then the God of Lust, and add the somewhat dim-witted but peerlessly powerful Goddess of War before him—gods were merely such a bunch of goods!
It was nothing more than power. Lin Qi clenched his fists. Could he obtain such power?
Lin Qi was confident that if he possessed the power of a god, then with his methods, those gods would all be sold off like Black Spirit slaves—and they would even shed tears of gratitude while helping Lin Qi count the money.
Yan Chimei, her expression unfriendly, suddenly moved close to Lin Qi. Behind her was Long Cheng, clinging to her like sticky candy. Yan Chimei viciously stomped on Long Cheng's toes, then glared furiously at Lin Qi. "You people are going too far! Wan En Longshan, and that Lady Mu Wei from the Temple of War—you are truly going too far!"
Lin Qi gave Yan Chimei a long look. Lowering his voice, he leaned close to her ear and spoke swiftly. "Too far? Perhaps. But since all this has already happened, if you can't resist it, then close your eyes and enjoy it! Green Forest Duke is a good man. Once you truly become his